Doomsday Pavilion

Wen Zhongjiu took a deep breath, "Then, I'm going to open the altar."

Well, you can rest assured to be a demon... Do it.

After speaking, he took out a small and exquisite silver knife and plunged it along the gap in the mud seal, holding up the wine jar with his left hand, shaking his five fingers, and the wine jar rotated in the palm at a uniform speed.

With a "pop", the mud seal collapsed and fell into Wen Zhongjiu's hands intact.

A white air current that can be seen by the naked eye hovered around the mouth of the altar for several weeks before disappearing suddenly.

"Fuck, there are really dragons!!" Shan Ye exclaimed, but no one remembered to answer his sigh.

What was opened seemed not to be a wine jar, but an entrance to a bloody battlefield in an unknown space. The unbridled violent aura seemed to coat the retinas of several people with scarlet red, and the feeling was like sticky and viscous blood. Flowing around, turning into rivers and seas, turning into giant beasts to swallow people in one bite.

Huang Dashan lowered his head, touched his nose, his hands full of blood.

"real or fake?"

Gao Xuan smiled bitterly,

"I almost can't bear the rush of alcohol. It seems that this wine... Lord Shan, we are afraid that it will be no good for us."

Shan Ye also sighed fakely, "Brother Lin, when can I drink this wine?"

"Of course it is Tier 5!"

"No discussion?"

"No!"

"Leave no room?"

"Do not stay!"

"..."

drop,

"In order to increase the store's sales, expand customer resources, and activate the atmosphere of the main customer group, the system decided to increase its publicity and set up a temporary task: the colorful snake king wine red star medal.

Under Tier 5, if the customer actively requests to taste the colorful snake king wine, he will be given a chance to challenge once.

If the challenge is successful, you can drink a cup of Seven Colored Snake Wine with Three Color Snake Wine and get a Red Star Medal of Snake Wine. The system is responsible for avoiding most of the negative effects including the possibility of death.

Regardless of whether the challenge is successful or not, please pay in advance and it will not be refunded.

Challenge item:

Wrestling with the host, each person is limited to one attempt per day.

Snake King Wine Red Star Medal attributes:

Increase the power of two stones on the right arm.

Solemnly declare:

In order to ensure the fairness and justice of this challenge project, the host is prohibited from evading, cheating and retaining strength in various ways, and the system has the right to enforce it.

Additional passive skills:

When in the business scope of Linjia Xiaoguan, if a customer exercises this challenge power, the host will respond to the customer's challenge 100% positively and set up the standard wrist-wrestling start style, which will be executed immediately.

Note: Go up, my unicorn arm!"

The so-called Ake stab King Qin, carry it on his hairy legs, feel the call of despair, boy!

Lin Chou finished a silly annual drama in his heart like a horse racing, and quickly cleared up his mood.

Put on a look annoyed by Shan Ye's question,

"Drink, drink, drink! Wrest your wrists with this handsome, drink and drink if you win, and get fucked!"

"A word is settled!"

Gao Xuan continued, "It's hard to chase a horse!"

"Where is the gentleman?"

"Just leave it!"

Lin Chou spread his hand, the blue light of the identity card in the palm of his hand flashed.

"Ten thousand circulation points."

"..."

"Who will come?"

"Of course I will!"

Shan Ye had just been promoted to Intermediate Tier 3, and he was also a power mutant. It was when he was full of confidence, he stood up and stretched his legs and twisted his waist to move his muscles and bones. He smiled and stretched out his arms that were thicker than Lin's sad waist.

"bring it on!"

The two hands are held together, as if a young bean sprout is sandwiched between the hoof of a black donkey.

"Hey!"

Shan Ye growled low, the muscles on his arms clustered like horned dragons, and he could even hear the terrifying sound of every muscle fiber in his arm tightening at the same time.

"..."

Lin Chou remained motionless, smiling at Lord Shan.

One second,

Two seconds,

....

Thirty seconds later,

"Fuck... trough..."

Shan Ye lay on the table and took a few breaths, "You...you TM... pit you Shan Ye again... I think of it... your kid... a dozen tons of punches, I still I don't believe it..."

"Boss Lin, let me try it too, will it work?"

Before I knew who it was.

"it is good."

Within a ten-thousandth of a second, Lin Chou quickly answered and raised his right hand--this TM is 100% automatic frontal rigidity?

The visitor wore a heavy fur cloak, which looked like a moving mountain, more than two meters high, forming a shadow of the boss.

After he took off the big cloak, Shan Ye realized that this goods was not wearing a big cloak at all, but the toughest piece of cowhide on the back of the bull. The long fluff fell down, and everyone regarded it as a heavy coat.

The wanderer wiped the sweat from his forehead,

"I dragged this bull for more than two hundred miles, and the meat on it was almost eaten by me. I didn't meet a hunting team willing to make a bid, so I had to finish the meat, divide it and dispose of it. The best piece of cowhide."

"Are you, a lone hunter?"

"Yes."

Shan Ye took a breath, and as expected, he heard that all the solo hunters are strong and cruel, and rarely deal with hunting teams, and even have their own black market in handling prey.

Any one of this TM can come up, and can you single out at least a third-order bull?

The wandering demon said with a smile, "Come on, be careful, my strength is great."

"it is good!"

No force,

"Hey Boom"

The table made a loud noise, and some of the connections inside had been crushed.

"squeak"

"squeak"

The arms of the two people kept numbing the scalp of the muscles constricting and rubbing the joints, and it seemed that one of them might break at any time.

Although the fist wandered back and forth, the range was extremely small and stalemate.

Suddenly, both sides slowly retracted, and the wandering demon's eyes showed surprise and admiration.

"Boss Lin is so strong, I lost."

Lin Chou smiled, "No, I lost."

Gao Xuan and Shan Ye cried at the same time,

"Why? It's a tie!"

Lin Chou shook his numb wrist,

"I am the banker, a tie, of course I lose."

"..."

"..."

Can your reason be more outrageous?

Lin Chou took out another jar of colorful snake wine. This time, a small faucet was opened on the jar. With a slight twist, it was exactly seven dollars of colorful snake wine.

"This snake wine, under Tier 5, has a maximum of seven dollars. It can be used with the three-color wine to breed blood, wash the hair and cut the marrow, and the effect is more than ten times stronger than the three-color snake wine. You must drink it before my eyes. No worries."

Pass the wine glass to the wandering demon, "Of course, the money is non-refundable."

Then he drew out a shining red star medal, "Well, a small prize, no respect."

The wandering demon rubbed his hands, and sat down with his eyes burned in the jealousy of Huang Dashan and Gao Xuan. "It is served with Tomahawk steak."

Huang Dashan sprayed out old blood, and then he said, "Where is Master Wen??"

The wanderer said,

"Is that a Tier 5 Awakener who spurts blood like a fountain? Just when you wrestled your wrists, I saw him sneaking behind..."

"Fuck... trough..." Shan Yesheng had no love, "Actually, TM, missed it, missed it!!"

At Houshan water well, warm the wine and drench the last bucket of well water smoothly, and put on the clothes prepared in advance, "Sure enough, I almost missed the Huang Daoer, hehe, fighting with Laozi, it's still tender ."

Laughed three times, full of breath, and went to the front hall.

"Boss Lin, this wine is the best wine in Mingguang, happy, happy!"

After Wen Zhongjiu left, from the wet blood-stained clothes on the ground, a shaggy mushroom head came out.

"Grumbling?"

The hyphae shook gently, and the blood that had been spreading and spreading gradually gathered and condensed into a small pool of bright red.

The fur ball jumped in immediately,

"Snapped."

Splashes of blood.